I miss Jack, bring him back now, please 🙏

I miss my best friend, Jack; he was everything to me. I think losing him has done something terrible to my psyche. I’m better than I was three years ago when he passed, having mental breakdown after breakdown within breakdowns. I remember every moment of his life in painful detail, from 2007 to 2023 when I had to say goodbye to him as he walked over the rainbow bridge into heaven. My purpose wasn’t my work, my purpose was loving him, and whether or not I made the right decisions or not, I poured everything I had into giving him the most comfortable and loving life I could. I bought my first home for him, then I let it go for him. I made sure he was loved by everyone, and if they didn’t like him or he felt some way, I made sure they weren’t around. He always had good meals to eat, even when his liver started to shut down, I made him healthy home made breakfasts and dinners, and we would even have cheeseburgers (his favorite). It was really hard when he started getting dimensia, he would cry whenever I wasn’t by his side because I was all he could remember. He would beg me to take him home, to where he felt comfortable and safe at the last apartment we lived in, where he had his little bed right next to me, with all of his favorite blankets and pillows. My world left with him. I love him so much, I miss him and think about him every day every minute, every night when I look at the stars. I had to take three months off for FMLA when he left. I needed a career change but I don’t think anything is working because I always had him with me when things got hard. Everything is hard now, and I miss my Jack.